Time Regression

What is a god?

Is it incomparable power, omniscient and omnipotent wisdom, or perhaps an endless lifespan?

There is no accurate answer to this question; the god in everyone's heart is different.

Everything about a god comes entirely from people's fantasies.

Whatever you believe a god to be, that is what they are.

Enri had never seen a so-called god. She had only heard of such beings from her elders. To a common villager like her, if someone could appear before her now and save them, then regardless of what kind of existence they were, in her heart, that was what a god looked like.

When Enri saw the motionless soldiers before her and heard the sounds coming from the pitch-black cave entrance behind them, she knew this was a god—the god in her heart.

Footsteps slowly emerged from the pitch-black cave. Three blurred figures were approaching. Despite the lack of any imposing aura, they gave off a suffocating sensation.

An arm covered in pitch-black scales reached out, and a humanoid figure stepped out first. It looked very similar to a human.

But judging by the dragon horns on its head and the pitch-black scales distributed across its body, the soldier was certain that the being was definitely not human.

"A dragon? Or a Dragonoid?"

The immobilized soldier stared at the figure in terror. Regardless of which identity it held, it was not an existence that a lowly soldier like him could contend with.

Even the weakest Dragonoid possessed strength approaching the Hero Realm. No matter the creature, as long as it was related to a dragon, there was no such thing as being weak.

Moreover, the being looked even more terrifying than he had imagined; its strength was at least at the Hero level. As for whether it belonged to the Mythical Realm or something else, he dared not even imagine.

In its hand, it held a blade that resembled a jagged tooth. He could vaguely hear the mournful cries of a great dragon emanating from it. The soldier seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood; amidst countless dragon carcasses, a single blade stood silently.

His mind was on the verge of collapse, but at the final moment, a mysterious power blocked the hallucination, pulling him back from the brink of death.

In contrast to the soldier's terror, Enri and her younger sister felt no fear; instead, they looked at the figure before them with adoration.

She did not find the figure terrifying. At this moment, in her eyes, the figure's appearance was exactly what a god should look like.

The younger sister, who had been keeping her eyes closed in Enri's arms, also opened her eyes, peeking at the figure.

Dragons are known as perfect beings, possessing an absolute attraction to any member of the opposite sex. This is an instinct inherent to life itself—a subconscious yearning for a perfect life form.

For those who are fearful, it makes them even more terrified, not just emotionally, but through the subconscious influence of life's instincts. But for those who feel goodwill, they feel increasingly drawn to them.

After emerging, the figure with dragon horns did not do anything to the three of them, merely offering a faint smile.

The pitch-black cave entrance did not vanish; it seemed as though other unknown existences were about to emerge.

Two more figures appeared. One held a scepter, while the other looked extremely distorted, giving off a bizarre sensation, as if the being had no bones at all.

"Naiyuan, you're too fast."

A majestic voice resonated in the ears of the three. A massive staff emerged from the void, held by a skeletal hand. The pale bones were spotless, resembling a work of art.

Within the eye sockets burned two blood-red lights. The figure wore magnificent mage robes; though there wasn't a shred of flesh on its body, it did not hinder its movements in the slightest.

The entire being appeared as a humanoid skeleton, exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Alright, Momonga, we've been observing for long enough. It's fine."

A purple figure stepped out, looking at the scene before them.

The purple figure had a humanoid shape, but its entire body was composed of slime. It lacked facial features or expressions. As a drop of slime inadvertently fell from its body, it instantly pierced through the ground, forming tiny holes.

Leaning its slime arm against Momonga, Herohero chuckled.

"Herohero, you were the one who said we should be the most cautious."

Momonga looked at him helplessly.

"Isn't it fine? Momonga, and little Hero, it's time to solve the problem at hand."

Naiyuan looked at the two, signaling that it was time to get down to business.

"It's a good chance to investigate information about this world."

Momonga nodded. He looked at the three people in front of him, finally settling his gaze on the soldier who was staring at them in terror.

"Herohero, can you extract it?"

"Theoretically, it shouldn't be a problem, but I haven't actually tested it, so I can't be entirely sure."

"It's fine. If worse comes to worst, we'll just catch another one. There are plenty of test subjects anyway."

Naiyuan looked at the uncertain Herohero and said dismissively. Since there were plenty of test subjects, he indicated there was no need to worry; if one broke, they could just replace it.

"That's true. Then I'll begin."

Hearing Naiyuan's words, Herohero nodded and walked toward the soldier.

Naiyuan, who was preparing to watch the show, glanced at Enri nearby. Noticing the massive wound on her back, he paused and cast a recovery spell on her.

Naiyuan and the others quite admired this young girl, so they couldn't let her die just like that.

10th Tier Magic: Time Regression

Naiyuan activated the 10th Tier Magic, Time Regression. Although he wanted to use a healing spell, he didn't know any. To him, the effect of Time Regression was about the same; it could count as a healing spell, as both resulted in restoration anyway.

As a Dragonoid, his own recovery power was already formidable, so he had focused on learning passive skills that enhanced recovery. He had learned active recovery magic, but those only worked on himself.

His class was Warrior, not Healer. Multi-target healing magic was useless to him; such spells had a wide range, but the healing output was too low. Single-target healing magic was far more potent.

This meant that for a situation that should have been solved by a Tier 3 spell, Naiyuan was forced to use a Tier 10 spell instead.

A magic circle manifested beneath Enri and her sister, and the effects of Time Regression began to take hold.

The tears in their clothing began to mend, the wounds on their backs rapidly reversed, and under the interference of time, their blood flowed back into their bodies. Their bodies, which had been in pain just moments ago, were instantly restored to normal.

In just a few seconds, their bodies were regressed to the state they were in before they were chased by the soldiers, returning them to their original condition.

"Lord God!"

Enri looked at all of this in disbelief. She felt the wounds on her back had healed, her aching body was fully recovered, and even her hairstyle had been restored to its original state.

She looked at Naiyuan's figure with a face full of adoration, her belief that he was a god becoming even more unshakable.

"Mm, just stand aside with your sister and watch."

"Don't worry about the other villagers; they are doing fine right now."

Looking at the wide-eyed, glowing Enri, Naiyuan smiled gently. He had no objection to the title of "Lord God"; after all, in this world, he could indeed be considered a god.

The soldiers within the village had already been subjected to the same fate as the ones before them—their bodies controlled by his magic. Through Naiyuan's perception, he could see that some of the villagers had already begun to attack the helpless soldiers.

A debt of blood must be paid in blood; Naiyuan had no objections to this. As for the issue of the test subjects, Naiyuan knew the enemy still had a main force, so he was not worried.

"Understood, Lord God."

Hearing that the village was safe, Enri said excitedly. She then pulled her sister, who was looking at everything with curiosity, and the two of them walked behind Naiyuan and stood there obediently.